I run. I love to run. For me and me alone. I love the to solace. I love the quiet. I love being alone.
I also love running races. I love the preparation. I love the anticipation. I love the community. I love the challenge. I love PRs. I love running my race and my race alone. I love crossing the finish line, alone. I love my accomplishment.
Running is my solace. It is my therapy. It is the only time my mind shuts down. It is the time I can work out my frustrations and problems. It is the time I can be with me, undisturbed. It is the the time I get to enjoy the beauty of Earth and life itself. It is my solace.
Races are my outlet. They allow me to reach goals I never thought possible. They give me a rush of adrenaline that is addicting. They complete my love of running. Fast or slow I love racing.
I run. It is part of who am I.
Do you run? Why?